Lyrics:
‘Bumpin Summer Glau’
By
LaurenTony Hubbard
I keep Peepin U
I keep Peepin U
I keep Peepin U
I keep Peepin U
Let's start this story with a burnt out
know me
Baggets and 30 pointers all on my rolly's
You might see me in a Expedition
With a sign on the back, that say let's go fishin'
I'ma balla,
and 30 pointers all on my rolly's
You might see me in a Expedition
With a sign on the back, that say let's go fishin'
I'ma balla, nigga I told you that
If
spinning like dvd's
I remember back then they wasn't rating me
Now they envy me
Why is always me
I'm on the block with shh and shh
And this mandem are fully
I know that they envy me
I'm killing all my enemies
And if that boy try testing me
I beat his ass like GSP
They watching me on DVD
This stick gon
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you live at home with
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holla at me
If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yes son, I'm talking to you
If you live at home with
the police
Center of attention I need you to notice me
Rapping is the only time I feel free
Ima scratch my opps like a DVD
Opps tryna fight their demons but
electronically
I am a beneficial member of society
One might liken me to the crank handle window on the side of a submarine
I am a word spoken quietly by
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
gettin' sick of me
How she saying fuck me but she still lickin' me
Had a demon my back that used to live with me
Gotta give it up to god, he keep picking me
pistol packed so what we always gripping poles
Rather get caught with it then without it that's just how it go
You ain't never live this life so why you
motherfucker
That nigga me
And he grew up on poverty
Grew up on robbery
Grew up on ebt
He grew up on dvd's
Grew up had to wash the ones down
Just to keep em
afraid to show it
'Cause there's no one here like me
It's my scene
Man, oh, man I can't relate
To others and it feels so great
I don't need people, don't
as the bad guy when I do something that’s best for me
But never have a conversation or come meet with me
But actually bro I’m chilling leisurely
I dont care
She stay home alone watching DVD’s
Said she git her own but she feelin me
Used to think the kitchen where she’s supposed to be
But she know better
No one in front of me
I got a gun on me
Came in here doley but walking with company
Why you in front of me
These niggas under me
Don't got no money
Don't tell me about being likable we have 100 years here
We're one race, the human race one civilization were a blip in the existence of the Universe
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
bitch yo nigga
you dream about
Got the title the car with the keys to your house
Cuase I neva let em know
Revenue's rollin in by the minute
Playboy's
messing with a thot cause shes running in my brain
No she cant let me leave but i can still walk on my feet
Shes still wanting my love and she just wants
niggas who was hating on me
In my dms
With some questions for me
Im like
I N D E P E N D E N T
Sheesh ENT INC
I was hood to hood
Before you saw the dvd
those things be constant spinnin
I'm a 504 Boy so I'm constant with it
[Verse 5: Yungsta]
Roll around in tight whips
Catch me on the night shift
I'm just
a van
Driven by an elder gentlemen who cuts right in front of me
From now on that's all I see
(instrumental)
Chorus
Its a nine hour drive from me
Discuss these here with me dvd by mercyme Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In